It would take me slightly longer to get home but I would not have to deal with red lights or traffic, neither of which I was in the mood for. As I made a left turn to put me on that path; a guy wearing flip flops, no helmet, no jacket and no gloves pulled out in front of me safely.
He was on a little scooter. I'm not sure of the make or model. His feet hanging off the sides of the bike either for balance or because he was an idiot. I'm not sure which.
"Dude, put your feet up!" I yelled over at him at one of the few red lights on this route. He gave me a stupid unknowing grin as I turned right and he went straight.
I'm not saying that I'm the perfect rider. I've not always gone ATGATT, although I always were my helmet. I rarely wear my riding boots, although I know I should. They, sadly, have come in handy the two times I've been involved in accidents. I've compromised my safety because I'm required to have "casual dress" at work most days. My boots, although comfortable, are not meant for a business environment. Loafers or dress shoes it is.
I am normally just wearing a thin layer of gabardine, that is all that separates me from the road. A compromise between the requirements of my job and my safety.
So when I see the weekend Harley riders out with no helmets and jackets I grumble at them. When I see that kid and his girl on the rocket with her bare legs exposed I scoff.
I wonder if I have that right.
|Hard to believe that was once me.|
The young man that got on the scooter to save gas money, and who may have been having a small mid life crisis too, has grown up. Today I pass with confidence. I'm used to riding highways and busy city streets. I've ridden in less than ideal situations and down bumpy dirt roads.
Even though the Lovely Susan may not like it, I've grown used to taking a few different ways into and out of work to mix up my ride. If it were up to her, I would take the same way in and out every day just so she could find me in case of an accident.
I've got to get better at riding though. I still make errors, sometimes I let my mind engage other thoughts and I am not concentrating as much as I should be on the road ahead. I have to remind myself to check my mirrors now and again because something could be catching up to me, especially on those long straightaways that Florida is known for. I need to become a better rider.
Experience builds that of course,and I also know that it just takes a car stopping up short or pulling out in front of me to ruin my day. After nearly five years of riding and blogging...I realize I still have so much to learn.
I've told Susan that I'm done if I have one more accident. I'm serious about that.
What I am sure of is my next bike will most likely be a Honda CTX If Sue gets her way then we are going to get either a trike or a Spyder RT. Neither of which I really have any desire for, my choice being the CTX. However as Sue gets stronger (she is recovering slowly from a variety of ailments) there is a good chance that we may start to tour. For that, we need something built for comfort and stability. Either model would require adjustment on my part...but either would work.
Who knows, I never thought I would fall in love with my Kimmie either.
All I know is that I plan on riding safely for a long time to come.